Sunday, August 29, 2004

Crutches

A prideful Atenean is unsightly.
A boastful LaSallian is downright annoying.
The first needs to be humble.
The second needs to have something to be boastful of
before letting out its hot air.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Dip Drip Drop

Dull as a dud
Lost and lazy
Desert dry
and going crazy

Saturday, August 21, 2004

Tardy

It's time to get aggressive. Just give me some space and I'll operate.

Friday, August 20, 2004

Laying beside her

I had no idea this was for me at that time. How dense was I?



dancing along streets moonlit

we stop a while to rest and sit

I talk.. you tell of this star

you've been loving from afar

I smirk, and nod, begin to blush

my heart slowly turns to mush.

I know that you watch me talk

and how you whisper when we walk.

but as the bud I'd always been

of your love I could only imagine

my tummy lurches at the thought

that my dream might just be caught.

this girl, you say, makes you whole.

and as you gaze into my soul

I see your heart and know the truth

Thursday, August 19, 2004

Au Bon Pan

It was a scene out of a cheezy romantic movie you watch over and over again. We were at opposite ends of a square table, seated beside the glass window of an Au Bon Pan cafe. I'm not sure how to describe what went on behind that glass wall. It felt comfortable; like knowing that you are loved by your beloved as you so love them. If giddy could be turned into a moment, that would be that moment.



We were playing with each other's hands; giving each other lame excuses to touch them. We were so into each other that we made everyone else feel a bit uncomfortable.



In that moment, I knew that she was the one. For only the second time in my life, I knew what I wanted. I could only hope that this time, my heart wouldn't get crushed again. How could it? Everything was happening the way they should...

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Bound

My shoulders ache from the cramped walls—walls that grow closer and closer with each breath. My breathing is mulled as I dread that each gasp I take is another less. My vision settles on a stagnant blur. The world slowly spins as I spin against it—leaving me in a helpless haze. My spirit is frozen and I am immobile.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Another Day

She wanted to talk to me outside the SocSci AVR. She warned me two days before. I had no idea what was coming. I didn't know what to expect.



She told me about a rumor she'd heard being passed around. I was supposedly telling everyone that I can win over all of her friends one by one. I never said such a thing.



She kept a straight face the whole time. I knew she didn't believe me. My actions were too loud and told of a completely different story. Somehow, I couldn't blame her. I was the king of ambiguity. I didn't know what I wanted cause I always wanted more. But I did know that I wanted her friendship--I knew that I'd miss her if she were to go. At times, I still do.



I passed by her condo before I went home that day. I left her a note. I said I'd get to the bottom of the mess. I told her I'd clear things up. I told her that she was one of the best things that's every happened to me.



And that was the end of how we were.



Things have never been the same. We've both moved on and our lives are as separate as the sun and the moon.